"Lucifer?"
He moved to the back of her neck, smiling when she shuddered. "Hmm?"
"OWLs are next year."
His mouth paused. "And?"
"I have to study."
He hadn't been prepared for her to use OWLs as her excuse to leave him.
He'd thought she'd been enjoying herself. "Like you said, they are next year Hermione. Worry about the present for now."
Looking at him over her shoulder, she scrunched her nose in confusion. "I want to see you more."
"...Do you need water?"
She rolled her hips into his so he'd start moving again.
When he rubbed his cock between her cheeks, she smiled and explained.
"You didn't come over last 2 days. I can't concentrate when you don't fuck me. I have to focus on researching the Triwizard tournament, House-elves and making plans for my OWLs. If you don't satisfy me, I'll be distracted and anxious. And let's face it, I'm tense enough without the added pressure of NEWTs. So, I'd like you to not skip over."
"That's very clever, Hermione," Lucifer said, sliding his hand down between her legs. "So, if I say no, I'm to blame for your poor OWL scores?"
Hermione winced, hurt by his suspicion. "No, I wasn't trying to trick you. I just . . . never mind." She turned her face back to the bed so he couldn't see her.
Lucifer stopped and thought. He'd like to see her every day, but she was likely to be exhausted at that rate . . . or sick of him in a fortnight.
"Turn over, Hermione." He pushed up on his hands and knees so she could move.
When she was done twisting around to face him, he wrapped her legs around his hips and settled against her body.
"What did you have in mind?"
She met his gaze. "About what?"
"How often would you like to see me?"
Her face brightened. "Every day."
The weight of his cock rested on her clit, and when he moved against her, her legs tightened around him.
"And what would you like to do when you get here?" he asked, nibbling her neck.
"Mmm. Whatever you want. I don't care as long as you fuck me."
"Whatever I want?" Lucifer liked her answer, but she clearly hadn't thought things through.
"Anything," she groaned as he latched onto her throat.
"So, you just want to meet every night for some tension relief?"
Her arms wrapped around him.
"Yes, sir."
She couldn't keep still. The way he was sucking her neck made her clit ache.
"Very well."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"If you get sick of me, just say so. I don't want you to feel obligated."
He laughed into her shoulder. "We'll see who gets sick of whom first."
"I'm not going to get sick of you," she assured him.
Her attempts to get him to enter her were unsuccessful.
He kept pulling away every time she rolled her hips to get him in place.
"P-please," she whimpered. "I need you inside me, Lucifer."
He watched her face.
She was biting her lip, worrying it to shiny raw with her teeth.
"How much do you want it?" He teased her entrance with the tip.
She growled. "Please! Dammit, Lucifer, I want it!"
"While I appreciate your desire, I expect you to address me with respect. Ask nicely."
Her nails dug into his back.
Her hips were almost violent in her attempt to impale herself. "I'm sorry, sir. I need you. Please!"
"That was nicer. You do seem awfully wet." He dipped his dick into her and pulled back out, leaving her wanting.
"Fuck!" she moaned. "What are you doing to me? You wake me up to fuck me, but then you won't do it!"
"I want to make sure you're ready for it," he rumbled in her ear. "You're wet, but you could be wetter."
'If he says wet in my ear one more time, I'm going to rip out his hair....'
She was on the verge of tears, her stomach so twisted she felt as if she might be sick.
If this was a test, she didn't want to fail, but if he was just torturing her for fun, she'd kill him.
"I can't get any wetter."
He slipped two fingers inside her. "You're almost ready. Tell me what you want to do tonight."
"NNNgh!" she sank her nails into his bum.
She needed to get the tension out somehow.
Hurting him seemed fair. "I want you to punish me."
Lucifer was pleased with her effort to obey his wishes, and her answer was a nice bonus, but she was about a second away from drawing blood.
"That can be arranged. Now take your nails out of me, or that punishment will be extremely unpleasant."
"Not until you're inside me."
He stopped moving. "Did you just give me an ultimatum?"
Hermione met his eyes. He looked serious. "No." She released his bum.
"Did you forget who's in charge here?"
Hermione bit her lips into a tight line. "Yes. I'm sorry, sir."
"I guess you're going to get your wish for that punishment tonight."
"I'm really sorry, sir."
"I know you are, pet. But you've got to learn some self-control. As soon as you get excited, you lose your head."
She winced. "I know. I'll do better. I promise."
He nodded. "All right. We'll discuss it later." His hand moved between them, and he gripped his cock, running it through her folds.
"Who's in charge here?"
"You are, sir."
"Very good." He slipped partway inside her. "Who decides when we fuck?"
"You do," she groaned. His cock stretched her, making her legs shake.
He pressed the rest of the way in and stopped.
"Now . . . what do you want?"
Hermione studied his face for several seconds. She wanted him to fuck her brains out. "I want you to be in charge."
A smile curled his lips. "Very good answer, pet."
His hips pulled away, and he slammed back into her.
Hermione arched her back as the impact rang through her.
It felt as if his dick was stabbing something.
He thrust hard again, and she grimaced, pushing on his shoulder.
"Stop, Lucifer."
He froze. She'd never asked him to stop before. "What's wrong?"
"It hurts."
"How does it hurt?" Pulling out, he sank down to her muff and slipped a finger inside her.
She didn't seem to be bleeding.
"I don't know, kind of like cramps."
He pushed into the second knuckle and clearly felt his finger moving inside her cervix, but gap seemed pretty small.
His cock was quite a bit longer than his finger; it must have been hitting her pretty hard when he was thrusting inside.
"Your cervix is just a bit closed. I'll go easier on you."
"How do you know?" she asked, looking down at him.
He smiled. "Because I can feel it. Usually I have to go all the way in. It'll open back to normal in a day or two—don't look so worried."
"How do you know it'll open like before?"
"It can shrink with your cycle. Haven't you ever noticed it before?"
"No."
"Feel for yourself," he said, bringing her hand down to her pussy. "Use your finger."
She pushed her middle finger up her vagina. "What am I feeling for?"
"Push in your cervix till you feel something push back. It'll feel like the tip of your nose."
"I feel it. Why doesn't it hurt when I touch it?"
He pulled away her hand and got back between her legs.
"It only hurts because I pushed inside so hard. I'll be gentle this time. Let's see how you like a different angle."
He got some pillows and propped up her hips.
As he entered her again, Hermione tensed, but when there was no stabbing, she relaxed again.
He stayed kneeling and held her legs up to his shoulders.
The position made his dick feel different.
She liked it.
"Better?" he asked with a smirk.
Hermione nodded. "Yes, sir."
"Tell me if it hurts," he said and thrust in again.
She nodded. "It's good."
He smiled and kissed the side of her foot.
He was glad they had a lot of time, it would take her longer to come in that position, but hopefully it would be more intense.
Hermione's body relaxed into his thrusting.
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